The moment Katelyn spoke, Samuel, who had been convulsing, started to calm down. The spasms slowly faded, and the blood that had been spilling from his mouth gradually stopped.

The group’s anxiety began to dissipate as they watched. The doctor who had spoken to Katelyn couldn’t help but be impressed by her poise. She truly stood out. Her achievements at such a young age were remarkable, clearly setting her apart from ordinary medical professionals.

After ensuring Samuel was stable, Katelyn took out her phone and texted Vincent, saying, “Don’t worry, everything is under control here.” Though Samuel was technically an assistant, Katelyn recognized his importance to Vincent as more than just an employee. He was a trusted confidant, almost like a brother.

Vincent responded promptly, “Alright, remain at the hospital for the time being. I’ll come to pick you up later.”

Staying within the safety of the hospital was certainly safer for Katelyn than being exposed elsewhere. Katelyn replied with a simple, “Okay.”

Meanwhile, Vincent shifted his focus to Mona, who lay contorted in agony on the floor. Her complexion was ghostly, and sweat droplets formed on her brow.

Mona, her voice filled with desperation, pleaded, “Please, show some mercy!” Although Mona was a connoisseur of toxins, this particular poison inside her body was beyond her expertise. She had never faced such venom before.

The feeling was excruciating, similar to fire ants marching under her skin, inflicting a deep, gnawing pain and itch. It drove her to the brink of madness, wanting to rip her own skin off. Yet, her hands were tied. The inability to alleviate the itching was a torture worse than the pain itself.

Katelyn, a mere jewelry designer, in possession of such lethal toxin? Why would she have it?

Vincent’s expression turned steely as he observed Mona writhing in pain. He asked indifferently, “Who sent you?”

Mona, unable to bear the pain any longer, fell to her knees, struggling for breath. In a hoarse voice, she answered, “It was the other Mr. Adams. He told me to kill you.”

The other Mr. Adams? Vincent quickly pieced things together. He had assumed that Mona was employed by Sophia, given her expertise with poisons, a trait likely linked to Sophia’s operations. However, it appeared Mona was actually associated with Brendan.

Vincent paused briefly in shock. He then grabbed his phone to text Katelyn.

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“Can you determine who’s responsible for the poison used on Samuel?” Vincent was aware that Mona had poisoned Samuel, yet he felt compelled to confirm his suspicions. After all, not many people were skilled in poisons. Mona might have been talented, but there was always some trace that could reveal its source.

Katelyn responded quickly, “The poison seems similar to Sophia’s usual methods. It’s derived from a rare toxin found in the Verdant Reach jungle, but with a variation in the botanical components.”

Katelyn understood what Vincent was implying. She soon texted back:

“Are you telling me the poison could be from Sophia?”

Could it be that Mona was working for Sophia? Katelyn had harbored similar suspicions. However, Vincent’s following text prompted Katelyn to ponder deeply.

“Mona admitted it was Brendan’s doing, but the poison traces back to Sophia. If Mona’s confession holds true, it seems Sophia and Brendan might be collaborating.”

Katelyn was shocked by the revelation. The union of adversaries complicated matters significantly. This development was unsettling.

Brendan possessed both wealth and weaponry, while Sophia had the formidable T Organization behind her. Together, their combined strength could create significant trouble.

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